The Replica Of My Soul

She willed the colors The color the translucent views Blue came out of blue Black seemed a little due Sparks of silver flew Gems and crystals shined on dews She asked the colors to color And the colors grew Made her reflect on how The colors knew “Savagery was a pillow Forefront of the majenta…

Twisting and turning Vomiting and gobling Pulling the nonexistant strings The green moss turned pink Milk -sea green The girl who jumped Was pumped Thrown Chewed alive like a gum The guy who was shunned Had an accident with the gun -Nancy Bella Rose

Twist and turn She did But losing herself again She forbid Those dark pools Might invite The broken face Might placate But the slice was still too new Too deep to silently chew Her might had not yet grew This feeling was a little new Homecoming with the best of hugs Unexpected but making her…